Rhea asked someone to bring a tissue and quietly handed it to Erica.

Then she whispered worriedly, "Rika, this is your wedding. Smile and be happy, okay? Please don't cry!"

Just as Erica was about to take the tissue, the man standing next to her swooped in and grabbed it from Rhea.

Erica looked at him in astonishment as he took the tissue and wiped the tears off her face with a deadpan expression.

Matthew cast a cold glance at her and warned her in a low voice, "This is a wedding! Hold back your tears and put aside your unhappiness. If you dare to embarrass me today, I'll be sure to make your life very difficult."

Erica kept silent, but cursed at him in her mind. ‘What is wrong with this man? How would my crying embarrass him?"

The emcee beside them couldn't help but marvel.

“Wow, the bride is moved to tears. She's getting married and going to be the daughter-in-Law of the Hilton family. She must be very excited. And our groom is so considerate that he is wiping tears for our emotional bride. Thanks to his words, everyone thought that those were Erica's tears of joy.

When the bride finally stopped crying, Matthew handed the crumpled tissue back to Rhea.

The emcee duly announced as the couple exchanged wedding rings.

On Erica's ring finger was a shining diamond ring that was as big as a pigeon egg, while Matthew was wearing a simple platinum ring.

The emcee continued, "It is fate that brought our bride and groom here together. After experiencing sunrises and sunsets, winters and summers, good and bad, years after years, they have finally arrived to this wonderful and exciting part of their lives. Next, let me ask the groom.

Do you take Miss Erica to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

As the microphone was Lifted to Matthew's Lips, Erica, with her heart in her mouth, gripped his hand tightly and looked him straight in the eye. She wouldn't be able to survive the public humiliation if he said that he didn't want to marry her now.

Casting a glance at her hand that was holding his, Matthew uttered three words slowly under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

"Yes, I do."

The hall erupted with thunderous applause, and Erica exhaled a deep sigh of relief.

“It seems that our groom loves our bride very much," the emcee said to the crowd, cheekily raising an eyebrow.

Erica couldn't tell what was going on in Matthew's mind, but she was feeling quite awkward herself.

“Love? He doesn't love me at all! We are pretty much like strangers, she mocked inwardly. If it weren't for the fact that this was their wedding ceremony, they wouldn't even be holding hands right now.

“Miss Erica, do you take Mr. Matthew to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward; for better or for worse; for richer or for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"

The microphone stopped at Erica's lips, but there was no response for a long time.

Matthew squinted his sharp eyes at Erica, who was trying to hide the smirk from her Lips.

Having realized that she was just keeping silent on purpose, he pinched her hand softly, as if to warn her not to do something foolish and embarrassing.

“Miss Erica, do you take Mr. Matthew to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the emcee asked again.